The black cloth covering her face was torn off. While Nalan Tongtong squinted her eyes to adapt to the sunlight, she gradually saw Yang Chen's handsome face clearly. All the grievances and anxiety turned into bursts of sadness, choking and tears. Although after getting to know Yang Chen,
She has experienced many accidents and learned to be strong and calm, but she is still a girl and her weak nature cannot be lost.
Yang Chen was filled with guilt and silently untied Xiao Nizi's hands that were tied behind her back.
"Husband, I don't blame you. I really don't blame you. I just couldn't help but want to cry." Nalan Tongtong hugged Yang Chen's neck and explained with choked sobs. She saw the look of her beloved man regretting himself,
Inexplicably distressed.
"I know you didn't blame me." Yang Chen wiped the crystal tears on Nalan Tongtong's face and smiled very gently and easily. Xiao Nizi was safe and sound. He was worried and dropped. He pursued all the way. He seemed to be terrifyingly calm, but in fact
He is extremely anxious, but his special life experience makes him always anxious but not chaotic.
Yang Chen asked Nalan Tongtong, "Will our journey continue?"
"Of course, continue..." Nalan Tongtong cried and acted coquettishly, endearingly. Yang Chen nodded with a smile, hugged the girl, and prepared to leave.
As for the people who escaped, he couldn't care about pursuing them for the time being. There was only a long time to come, and there would be many opportunities to settle accounts in the future. Just when he was about to take Xiao Nizi out of the villa, countless police officers rushed into the backyard of the villa, many of them heavy-armed special police officers.
, surrounded them fiercely, shouting and scolding them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The top floor of the villa is also occupied by snipers.
The explosive atmosphere will definitely scare the faint of heart.
"It seems that our little trouble is not over yet." Yang Chen calmly looked around at the policeman who was aiming his gun at him, smiled freely, and played with the murderous saber in his hand, how could he take the policeman seriously.
Nalan Tongtong looked at Yang Chen, a little worried. The Paris police had the final say on whether Yang Chen killed so many people in self-defense. There were too many uncertain factors.
Yang Chen slowly raised his hands and held his head.
In the current situation, it is quite troublesome to deal with the police. Taking Xiao Nizi to break in will put his woman in danger of being hunted again. It is completely unnecessary. If he goes alone, these people can't stop him, but leaving Xiao Nizi behind
He was worried about the police, so he decided to stay.
Several special police officers approached cautiously. The person they faced now was a ferocious mutant who had killed dozens of gang members in half a day. He was an extremely dangerous person.
Seeing Yang Chen's unresponsiveness, the approaching special police officers pounced on him, held him down, handcuffed him, and put a black bag over Yang Chen's head. They quickly put Yang Chen into an explosion-proof vehicle. Nalan Tongtong was "invited" to get in.
A Peugeot police car.
More than ten minutes later, the two were taken back to the nearest District 8 police station and interrogated separately. Yang Chen was handcuffed behind his back and sitting on a chair in the interrogation room. Someone took off his hood for him. He glanced at the two policemen sitting opposite him.
He looked around the interrogation room hurriedly. There was a large mirror on the side wall.
Yang Chen knew that this was no ordinary mirror. The interrogation process could be clearly observed from the other side of the mirror. It was more conducive to paying attention to the changes in the criminal's expression and eyes than in front of the screen in the monitoring room. Moreover, the tables and chairs in the interrogation room had no edges or corners, and the walls were softly covered.
To prevent criminals from committing suicide.
This is the place where special prisoners are interrogated!
Yang Chen sneered in his heart. It seemed that the Paris police took him very seriously. This was not a good sign.
The interrogation began, and two police officers, a man and a woman, asked questions one after another. Yang Chen truthfully explained the pursuit process. In the previous pursuit, people from K12 were the first to strike. He fought back, and with the records of multiple surveillance cameras, the interrogating police were unable to do anything about it.
They doubted him, but they clung to the question of why Yang Chen was so good and what his background was.
"I have been practicing kung fu since I was a child." Yang Chen used this to excuse himself.
The policewoman with rich experience in interrogation curled her lips disapprovingly and said: "Your marksmanship is also very good, so good that our special police are amazed. Have you been playing with guns since you were a child? The whole world knows that China has very strict management of guns.
, guns are not accessible to ordinary people."
"Beauty, you didn't look at my passport carefully. A good police officer shouldn't make such a stupid mistake. I am a Canadian national, and Canada is a country that does not prohibit guns." Yang Chen spoke fluent English and looked at the policewoman with a smile.
It's funny, this time he entered the country with a Canadian passport, a fake identity and a real passport, which is his usual trick.
It’s not that you have anything to be wary of or afraid of. The advantage of holding a Canadian passport is that you can travel to all countries in Europe and the United States without a visa. This is incomparable to the Chinese passport, which is convenient and hassle-free.
The female police officer was slightly startled and turned to look at her colleague. The colleague acted helpless and said, "There is no problem with the passport. He is indeed of Canadian Chinese descent."
Yang Chen smiled broadly.
The policewoman frowned for a few seconds and wanted to ask another question. The door to the interrogation room suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in plainclothes, accompanied by three people, walked in.
The two people responsible for the interrogation stood up straight at the same time.
"You guys go out first. I'll ask him a few questions alone." The middle-aged man interrupted the interrogation. The others had no objection and quickly left the interrogation room.
The big shot is here.
Yang Chen, who had noticed the clues, still looked calm and calm.
"I am the deputy chief of the Paris General Police, Teren Milles." The middle-aged man introduced himself with a meaningful smile. Then, this handsome old man with a gentlemanly look walked around behind Yang Chen, bent down, and got close.
Yang Chen whispered in his ear: "No matter how powerful you are, you can never escape my grasp. I have half of the 50 million euros."
The careless Yang Chen frowned suddenly, and a cold light appeared in his black eyes.
The real mastermind behind the kidnapping of Nalan Tongtong turned out to be the man behind him!
After all the calculations, this situation was not expected. Yang Chen, who suddenly learned the truth, couldn't help but feel annoyed at his negligence and sent Xiao Nizi into danger. However, a wise man will make mistakes after all his considerations. He was not immersed in self-blame and could not extricate himself.
Think about countermeasures for electric transfer.
Terron Milles noticed Yang Chen's unexpressed resentment and added with a smile: "Young man, you will spend the rest of your life in prison. You should thank the merciful Lord for making us, the French Three
Abolition of the death penalty ten years ago.”
Yang Chen smiled evilly and said slowly: "Oh, I should thank the Lord, then you should pray to Him..."
Tremelas put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned on the table, looked down on Yang Chen, and asked with a smile: "What are you praying for?"
"I pray you don't die in my hands." Before Yang Chen could finish his words, the stern smile on his handsome face was replaced by a strong murderous intent. He raised his foot and kicked the table in front of him. Teren Millers was caught off guard and fell to the ground, almost falling apart.
Old arms and legs, almost at the same time, the handcuffs that cuffed Yang Chen's hands from behind fell off and fell to the ground.
How could a handcuff trap Yang Chen, who had experienced the most cruel training and actual combat in the world? Yang Chen stood up instantly and kicked Tremelas in the stomach with a powerful volley. This guy slid five meters close to the ground.
Many times, he hit the wall hard, and his body twitched like a shrimp under the stimulation of severe pain.
The person responsible for monitoring the interrogation room was stunned for a moment and hurriedly pressed the alarm.
